Tag Archives: France

| story (feminine noun) | /istwaʀ/ All of my belongings fit neatly in seven cardboard boxes, and I can stack them all in the back of my boyfriend’s Peugeot. I do not own a house, but I have many. One … Continue reading →

| never (adverb) | /ʒamɛ/ Coming home each summer is strange; it’s like re-entering a parallel reality to which I have no access during the other eleven months of the year. Once at home, I find myself trying to reintegrate … Continue reading →

| stars (feminine plural noun) | /etwal/ I remember those first days back in the United States: the immensity of it all; those wide, open spaces dwarfing me. At night, the sky seemed infinite. I grew dizzy as I spun … Continue reading →

| cobblestone (masculine noun) | /pave/ I have friends who have spent months traveling alone through South America and Africa, so you may scoff at my one-week solo trip through Scotland. But it was nothing short of a personal victory. … Continue reading →

| magic (feminine noun) | /maʒi/ There’s an episode of my beloved television show 30 Rock in which Liz Lemon visits Cleveland with her boyfriend. She falls in love with the city, which is infinitely more friendly and clean than her hometown New York … Continue reading →

| cowardice (feminine noun) | /lɑʃte/ People grin, tell me I’m so brave. What strength, what courage I possess to travel so freely, and so far, at such a young age. But they don’t know. “Listen to me,” I confess. … Continue reading →

I'm a twenty-something insomniac with a caffeine addiction and chronic wanderlust. I recently graduated with my M.A. in French, and I've spent the past two years living and working as an English teacher in France. I now work as an English professor at a university in Lille, where my students are learning to never omit the Oxford comma.